The car's winking at me!
Again, Nurse Ratched's dad.

He had an old Buick station wagon, a late 70s model (think Brady Bunch, but in red instead of avocado) with the little doors that raised when the headlights went on and shut when you turned them off. This was done by means of a small pneumatic cylinder driven by vacuum produced by the engine.

One day the left door didn't raise anymore because of a leak somewhere in the system. Instead of finding the leak, he propped it open with a piece of a tree branch from the yard.

He also lost the cap from the brake fluid reservoir. He replaced it with the cap from a baby food jar.

But the one that topped the list was when the car caught on fire. It seems that every time he used the radio a fuse blew, so he took the dead fuse and wrapped it in foil and put it back.

He had to get another car after that.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 23 Oct 2008, 21:29, 2 replies)

He should've found a bullet that fitted the fuse socket perfectly
and used that, and shot himself in the 'nads.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Thu 23 Oct 2008, 21:45, closed)

That would have been good
had he done so 20 years previously, as then I never would have married his daughter...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 23 Oct 2008, 21:47, closed)